Paths of Legend - Tragedy at Silvergard

[crazy_monkey1956]

Norali looks at the centaur, then answers Valen's question, "I don't think he is still injured. Whatever ails him, it is not the injury. That is healed, many years healed I would say."

Tarkesi, startled by Aohdan's near collapse, stands and seems about to say something, apparently thinks better of it, and sits again, a puzzled look on his face.

Iphithis watches Aohdan intently for a moment, "I could fetch a more experienced healer if you like. No offense Norali, but his ailment seems to be more than mere injury."

 

[shadowmask]

Corath watches the centaur's collapse and recovery dispassionately. I am no healer; I cannot help him. Better to let the others do something.

After Aohdan regains his composure, Corath asks Tarkesi. "What do you know of a Thayvian Enchanter fighting the Shadow Knight and the Silver Shadow?" She watches his and Iphithis' reaction carefully.

 

[ethandrew]

Estelle still seems to be a little out of it, as her head rotates side to side in order to catch all the action. Listening intently, or at least appearing to do so, she nods when it seems appropriate, offers a few subtle "Mmm Hmm" and "Oh Yeahs" at other times. When the centaur goes down, she looks completely bewildered, her eyes betraying a thoroughly confused stare.

 

[Yttermayn]

Aohdan struggled back to his feet as the old memories, freshly resurfaced, were processed by his overwrought mind. He stared at Iphithis accusingly a moment. "You..." he started No, not you. Sorry. I'm a bit confused."

 

[Amaury]

OOC: Anyone of a suspicious nature, please make a Sense Motive check.

OOC: yes? are you calling me??
Sense Motive (1d20+3=13)



Johen saluted both halflings and listened to the discussion initially. That they could be
confronted to some of the 2000 orcs wasn't really reassuring. And he still didn't like this
whole mission that lacked a bit of definition. However, he had agreed and he would go, but
they needed to know a little bit more.

Then the centaur collapsed to everyone's surprise. Iphithis was right, it wasn't an external
injury, more like a shock of some sort. Satisfied that Aohdan was feeling better, Johen asked
in turn: "We are told that there are two paths to get to the plateau...
Could you describe them and the duration of the journey? That will help us decide what route
to choose and buy appropriate equipment or mounts..

Nature doesn't always provide for the unprepared.."

 

[crazy_monkey1956]

Iphithis' head whips around, his usual non-chalant demeanor replaced by a cold intensity as he looks at Corath, "What do you know about that?"

Tarkesi watches Iphithis reaction and says something in a language none of the group understands (OOC: William can make a Knowledge (Religion) check to try and identify the language). Iphithis visibly calms, considering Tarkesi's words, "I apologize for my outburst, Corath. I will take my leave. I'm not really needed here anymore and there are other things I must attend to." With that, he exits the room somewhat hastily.

Tarkesi watches him go, then turns to Johen, "The path Lord Velestri had carved out of the cliff face took about a week or so to traverse as it kind of winded around and back on itself. Climbing the thing, if you're a decent climber, could only take a day, maybe two. There is a possible third route," his voice hushes to a near whisper, "Lord Velestri also planned out and started excavating a series of secret tunnels through the cliff that led straight into his keep. Most of them weren't finished by the time he...uh..stepped down, as it were. But I'm pretty sure there was at least one that you could use. That one will actually take you to a large cavern with...well, it would pretty much be an empty cavern now with a huge opening right onto the plateau, big enough for a dragon to fly into really...the cave entrance I mean, not the secret tunnel. You...um...you probably shouldn't mention that I told you any of this, by the by."

 

[ethandrew]

Estelle takes a deep breath and gulps, looking intently at the halflings, "There aren't going to be dragons, are there?"

 

[shadowmask]

Corath looked between Iphithis' exit and Alaric. He knows more than he is admitting. I need to know the identity of the Voice. Yet, Alaric needs my protection. She edged toward the door.

 

[Arkhandus]

Noticing the look and movement, Alaric quietly asks Corath "What's wrong? Don't worry about Iphithis, he's probably just upset about something. I don't know what, but we'll probably see him again before we leave. Well, perhaps, anyway."

 

[Amaury]

Iphithis's reaction surprises Johen. what's going on?? why is he upset? what did she talk about?
Some Thayvian Mage? And what languague are they now talking in?? I don't like this!

Johen then listens to the halfling's response..

There is a possible third route," his voice hushes to a near whisper, "Lord Velestri also planned out and started excavating a series of secret tunnels through the cliff that led straight into his keep. Most of them weren't finished by the time he...uh..stepped down, as it were. But I'm pretty sure there was at least one that you could use. That one will actually take you to a large cavern with...well, it would pretty much be an empty cavern now with a huge opening right onto the plateau, big enough for a dragon to fly into really...the cave entrance I mean, not the secret tunnel. You...um...you probably shouldn't mention that I told you any of this, by the by."

"Though I for one would much prefer to travel under the open sky, this third route
may prove to be an excellent choice.. We would escape the attention of the orcs' sentries
on the other routes and get immediately into the keep! What do you think??" he asks
his companions.